As he drives, he starts to sing about his long-lost youth and he wonders how he’s gone from Jack the Dude to Jack the Dad.
It made me think of how far my boy Kyle has come. It made me think of the days a few years back when he was about 5-6 years old, back before the magic of melatonin when we couldn't get Kyle to sleep, no matter what we tried. So we would get in the car and drive...but not just drive locally...no my boy needed the smoothness of highway driving. So the wife and I would get in the car, sometimes 10-11pm-ish and just drive back & forth on this highway near us...20 minutes north & 20 minutes south until the king was in a deep enough sleep that we could bring him home and carry him to bed. Sometimes I would give the wife a break and go on my own...me exhausted...but with a strong cup of coffee so I wouldn't fall asleep at the wheel.
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